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Hi.

The upper half of my right arm feels weird in a bad way right now. The heck is this? :(

I wanna talk on here.....

.... I always talk on here, smh Cutepups.

So anyway, let's start.

I don't really like that poem I just wrote. Flawed attempt. Pfft, it's bad lol.

I was worrying a lot yesterday and the day before. I still am but about something else now.

About anxiety, I was thinking about my old posts before. I mean the ones where I was like, "lol so then I got dizzy and really warm and couldn't breathe lol".. ugh.

Well now, I'm just laughing at how I worded those old posts. Because like.. well.. those things are called panic attacks, smh.

Hell experiences. Ha, ha. :))

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I really have to stop making posts where I say I'm gonna do something big within a certain limited amount of time.

I especially mean the fact that I said I was gonna write the chapter with the tragic The Scene TM before school starts for me.

That will be Chapter 77, most likely.

I live to disappoint. I can't do all this. I lied. I can't do this. I'm sorry.

School nearly starts in a week. Ugh.

(I'm in pain right now, so I might make another post later.)

I have so many drawings that I didn't finish yet because I don't want to anymore. But I said I would post them.

I said I would write more and better poetry. But I didn't.

I need to stop breaking my own promises. I can't even live to my own blogging expectations.

I know what I said. I never did all those great things that I said I would do.

I do have all these great ideas, but I don't have the motivation to actually create them.

I have so many Duke posts in mind. Same for Twinkle.

No promises regarding me actually posting all of them.

Gah..........

I'm trash. A walking trashcan.

Really though.

Life is hell. Maybe that's why death is called heaven.

Huh.. interesting.......

Bye.